My time away from you a torment so bleak,
to make me wish away my week
as a blind man who cannot find his way,
who cannot see in night nor day
i am lost without you.
i long to gaze upon your face, your beauty so intense as to soften the
hardest of hearts , to bring tears to thine face when we are apart
oh how natures fruits doth betray the torment inside my heart,
though brightly summers sun may shine it doth not in this
heart of mine
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